The Hanguang Palace was quiet for a long time, and the Queen Mother's voice sounded again: "What's your opinion?"
Old Master Qin bowed his head and said respectfully: "The old minister dare not, but just follow the rules. I pray that the Empress Dowager will be dictatorial."
After thinking for a while, the queen mother nodded slowly. The so-called following the rules, since His Majesty has come to heaven, it should naturally be the crown prince who succeeds. Thinking of the several conversations she had with the prince in the past two days, the queen mother became more and more satisfied with the grandson, and felt that the child was much clearer than his mother.
The queen mother is the queen's aunt, no matter from which point of view, the prince's succession to the throne will be her first choice. At this time, he got the hidden statement of the military minister, and there is no reason to change all this.
"Where is the Fan Mansion?"
"Your Majesty... I should never forget that woman named Ye."
After another dead silence, the Empress Dowager said, "Go down first."
"Yes." Old General Qin saluted and exited Hanguang Palace, but when he was not far from this palace, this old man with the highest seniority in Qing Kingdom's military subconsciously looked back, feeling that he could faintly It seemed that someone in the hall was crying.
The old man's heart twitched suddenly, thinking of the emperor's soul on the Dadong Mountain in the distance, an unprecedented palpitation and fear surged into his heart, cold sweat began to ooze from his back, and he quickened his pace of leaving the palace.
After the first two days and two nights, the concubines who were invited into the palace by the Queen Mother returned to their respective bedrooms, except for the three concubines Ningcai, Yigui and Shugui. The reason is very simple. These three concubines all have princes. At such an extraordinary moment, if the prince is to be enthroned safely, the queen mother must hold these three women in her hands.
As for the eldest princess, she returned to Guangxin Palace, where she had been missing for a long time.
The queen mother was sitting alone on the couch, and several old mothers were quietly serving in the back, not daring to make a sound. The dim yellow light shone on the old queen's cheeks, clearly distinguishing countless wrinkles, making this current Qing country's most powerful person appear hopelessly old.
"Could I have made the wrong choice?"
The question in the queen mother's heart was like a poisonous snake that was constantly devouring her confidence. When she was approaching old age, hearing the news of her son's death suddenly was an extremely difficult blow for all old people. However, the Empress Dowager Qing strongly suppressed her grief and began to seek the most reliable and safe way for the future of Qing Kingdom.
"If he is still alive, he must blame Aijia."
The queen mother slowly closed her eyes, thinking of the emperor who had passed away, her heart filled with sadness. During this trip to Dadongshan to worship heaven, His Majesty's goal is to abolish the Crown Prince. However, since His Majesty was born in Heaven, as a mother, she wants to help the Crown Prince to ascend the throne again. His Majesty's soul will definitely be very angry.
But for the sake of the Qing Dynasty and for the survival of the thousands of miles of land laid down by the emperor, the Queen Mother seemed to have no choice.
Even the terrible guess in her heart will not affect her choice.
The queen mother opened her eyes suddenly, as if she wanted to find her son's soul in this palace. She looked at the night palace quietly, with her lips slightly parted, and said in a voice that only she could hear: "I don't care who it is. It doesn't matter if it's the person I chose who killed you, but you're dead, do you understand? You're dead, then nothing matters!"
Yes, the Empress Dowager is not a stupid village old woman. The so-called evidence of coming to Beijing for several days in a row does not make her fully believe that her not very affectionate grandson outside the palace is the mastermind behind the assassination.
She was even vaguely doubting the role of her daughter and her other grandsons in the assassination of the emperor, because no matter from which angle one looked at it, the death of the emperor gave these people the best fruit.
But doubt was useless, belief was just a subjective choice, the queen mother knew that if she wanted to feel at ease in the few years before her death, she had to force herself to believe that Fan Xian was the real murderer and the crown prince would become a wise king.
"Queen Mother, the Eldest Princess has arrived." An old nun reported in a low voice.
The queen mother waved her hand feebly, and the eldest princess Li Yunrui, who was dressed in a white court dress, walked slowly into the main hall of Hanguang Palace, saluted the queen mother cowardly, and was extremely timid.
The Empress Dowager was silent for a while, and waved again. All the nuns and maids serving in the palace hurried out of the main hall, leaving this empty and deserted palace to the mother and daughter.
The queen mother looked at the tear stains in the corner of her daughter's eyes, lost her mind slightly, and said after a while: "I heard that the past few days have been washed with tears, why bother to hurt yourself so much, the person has already gone, it is useless for us to cry here again. "
The eldest princess smiled calmly, and said in a gentle tone that she had never shown in front of the queen mother: "Mother taught me the lesson."
Then she sat beside the empress dowager, cuddling gently like a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl.
The Queen Mother was silent for a moment, and said: "Your brother is an unreliable guy. Since Your Majesty has already gone, when you have time, you can come and talk to me for a while."
"Yes, mother."
The queen mother looked at her daughter out of the corner of her eye, frowned suddenly, and said, "Try to convince the Ai family about Anzhi."
The eldest princess was slightly startled, as if she didn't expect her mother to ask so directly, after a long silence, she said: "I don't understand what mother means."
The Empress Dowager's eyes gradually turned cold, but quickly faded away, and she said in a harmonious voice: "I just need something that can convince myself."
The eldest princess lowered her head, and said after a while, "Fan Xian has a reason to do this."
"Why?"
"Because his mother is Ye Qingmei." The eldest princess raised her face, looking at her mother with a hint of sadness, "and he never thought his surname was Li."
The queen mother did not get angry, and said calmly: "Continue."
"He colluded with the people of Northern Qi in the south of the Yangtze River. The specific things will be clear in the future." The eldest princess said calmly: "In addition... Fan Xian and Dongyi City are also somewhat unclear. These days, I have been by his side That young ninth-rank master should be Si Gu Jian's closed disciple."
"You mean Thirteenth Wang," said the Queen Mother.
The eldest princess frowned slightly, as if she didn't expect her mother to be so clear about these things, she lowered her head and replied, "Yes."
"A few months ago, Cheng Qian went to Nanzhao, and took care of Wang Shisanlang along the way." The Queen Mother's eyes calmed down, "If he belongs to Fan Xian, then I think... Anzhi is a good kid."
The queen mother continued to speak slowly: "The crown prince has already told the Ai family about Wang Shisanlang." The old man sighed: "For the past few days, the crown prince has been vigorously defending Fan Xian. The kid is good too."
The eldest princess nodded: "My daughter thinks so too."
The Queen Mother looked at her daughter quietly: "Your Majesty's sons each have their own advantages, and Aijia is very pleased, so... Aijia doesn't want to see these juniors continue to be tortured by you."
"My daughter understands what you mean." The eldest princess replied calmly, "From now on, my daughter will definitely keep her own place."
"In the past few years, although Your Majesty has been a little stubborn and confused, he is your brother after all." The Queen Mother's brows gradually wrinkled, her eyes were full of sadness and helplessness, she looked at her daughter, speechless for a long time .
The eldest princess turned slightly sideways, exposing her beautiful cheeks under the dim light.
The queen mother raised her palm, and slapped the eldest princess's face heavily, making a crisp sound. The eldest princess grunted and was knocked down to the ground, with a trace of blood dripping from the corner of her lips.
The queen mother's chest rose and fell rapidly, and it took a long time before she gradually calmed down.
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It is not clear whether Fan Xian has come to the closest judgment on the situation in the palace. If he knew this, he would definitely not choose to enter the palace, state the truth about Dadongshan in front of the Queen Mother, and hand over His Majesty's autograph Letters, and that jade seal.
In this event that shocked the world, Fan Xian had to admit that the choice made by his mother-in-law was a very simple, clear and effective plan. As long as His Majesty died, no matter whether it was the courtiers or the Queen Mother, they would all take that A prince who looks more and more like a monarch is the first choice.
Starting from fame and stability, there is no better choice than the prince.
And once the crown prince ascended the throne, after the dust settled, Fan Xian had no choice but to find a way to go to Northern Qi to have a soft meal. But the problem right now is that Fan's mansion is under the control of the palace, and his wife and concubine have been admitted to the palace. He just wants to eat soft rice, but it is impossible to lose the rice.
The women of Lao Li's family are indeed more vicious than each other.
While repeating in his mind the three words "Old ***" which are very historically meaningful, Fan Xian, under the cover of the night, climbed over a high wall and landed lightly in Qingqing's garden.
This is a minister's mansion. Although there are no expert guards, there are many servants in the mansion, and many officials come and go. From the foot of the courtyard wall to the study, Fan Xian, who has not recovered from his serious injury, feels a surge of excitement and almost reveals his possessions.
After quietly listening to the commotion inside the study for a while, Fan Xian pried open the window with a dagger and stepped in, seeing a snow-like white layout. He couldn't help but frowned slightly. The minister who exclaimed in surprise leaned his throat to the ear of the other party and said softly, "Don't call, it's me."
The minister who was restrained by him heard his voice, his body was shaken by lightning, but he gradually relaxed.
Fan Xian looked into his eyes vigilantly, and pulled his iron hand away from the opponent's throat. If the opponent really desperately called for someone to catch him, in his current state, it would be really difficult to escape from the capital alive. .
This is a gamble, but Fan Xian's life is a big gamble, his luck has always been good enough.
The minister didn't call for help, but looked at Fan Xian's pale face with a strange look, as if he was a little surprised, but also a little unexpectedly joyful.
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"Old man Shu, don't look at me like this." Fan Xian confirmed that his judgment was correct, retracted the dagger, and sat across from Shu Wu.
Yes, at this time he was in the study of the Shu Mansion. After several calculations, Fan Xian decided to find this great scholar who was an extremely respectable minister first, because among the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, he always felt that Zhuang Mohan was the only one. This student is the most trustworthy in terms of character and morality.
Shu Wu looked at him with complicated eyes, and suddenly said, "Three questions."
"Please speak." Fan Xian replied seriously.
"Is Your Majesty dead?" Shu Wu's voice trembled.
Fan Xian was silent for a moment: "I didn't die when I left Dadongshan, but..." He thought of the figure coming in the boat, the Sigu sword hiding beside him, and the bald man who was very likely to make a move. He frowned and said, "It should be dead."
Shu Wu sighed and said nothing for a long time.
"Who is the mastermind?" Shu Wu looked into his eyes.
Fan Xian pointed to his nose and said, "According to the intelligence of the military and the Overwatch Council, it should be me."
"If it was you, why did you go back to the capital?" Shu Wu shook his head: "It's not in line with the king's heart to be so insane."
Both of them fell silent, and Fan Xian suddenly said, "Since I came to look for Your Excellency, I naturally need to ask Your Excellency for something."
"What is it?"
"The crown prince cannot be allowed to ascend the throne." Fan Xian stared into his eyes and said word by word.
Shu Wu frowned, then relaxed, and said in a low voice, "Why?"
A hint of self-deprecation floated on the corner of Fan Xian's lips: "Because... I believe that Master Shu is unwilling to see a scum who killed his father and king sit on the Dragon Throne of Qing Kingdom."
The room was completely silent, Fan Xian stood up, took out the letter hidden in his arms, and said softly, "Shu Wu accepts the order."
Shocked, Shu Wu knelt down on the ground, took the letter with trembling hands, and felt great doubts in his heart, thinking that if His Majesty had passed away, who made up this will? But he has been in the court for many years, and he has been in charge of the bookstore for a long time. He is very familiar with the tone of His Majesty's handwriting. He only glanced at the cover and the confession after the seal, and knew that it was written by His Majesty. .
Fan Xian opened the envelope and handed the letter to Shu Wu.
The more Shu Wu looked at it, the more startled he became, and the more he looked at it, the angrier he became. Finally, he couldn't help but patted the desk beside him, and cursed, "You son of a wolf! You son of a wolf!"
Fan Xian gently supported his hand, not allowing Master Shu's palm to hit the desk, and said slowly, "This was written by His Majesty the night before he asked me to return to the capital."
"I'll enter the palace right away." Shu Wu stood up, unable to hide his anger, "I want to meet the queen mother."
Fan Xian shook his head.
Shu Wu frowned and said: "Although there is no funeral, the palace has already started to prepare for the crown prince's enthronement. It should not be too late. If it is late, I'm afraid it will be too late."
Fan Xian bowed his head in silence for a moment, then said, "This imperial letter was originally... written for the Empress Dowager."
Shu Wu was startled, and thought he was right. With Fan Xian's hidden power in the capital and his own super strength, even if the palace city is currently under strict blockade, he must still have a way to enter the palace and meet the queen mother. With the letter and the Xingxi seal she had seen before, the Queen Mother would definitely believe Fan Xian's words.
"Ah..." Shu Wu's expression changed suddenly, and he stared at Fan Xian in a daze, "Impossible!"
"There is never anything impossible in this world." Fan Xian's eyes seemed to be beating with will-o'-the-wisps, "You are a civil servant, and I pretend to be a member of the royal family. I want to see the thoughts of those nobles in the palace." Let me be clearer, if I wasn't afraid of the Queen Mother, why would I take the risk to come here tonight?"
After a moment of silence, he said: "The Li dynasty itself is a living thing. It will naturally correct the deformation of the body, thereby ensuring the entire royal family, occupying the control of the world, and ensuring its own survival...under this major premise , nothing matters."
Fan Xian looked at Senior Maester Shu and said calmly: "The matter has been done thoroughly. No matter what you choose, Grand Maester, it is justified. You can pretend that I have not been here today."
Shu Wu also fell into a long silence. The Minister of the Qing Dynasty became old all over in an instant. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Since Mr. Fan has been here, and the old man knows Of course, it can’t be treated as if you haven’t been here.”
Fan Xian was slightly moved.
"The old man is just curious. Although Fan Shangshu is under house arrest at this time, you still have many friends in the court. Why did you choose the old man instead of meeting others, such as Dean Chen or the eldest prince?" Shu There was a very comfortable radiance in Wu's eyes, and he asked with a smile.
Fan Xian also laughed, and said, "Force is always the last resort to solve a problem. In the end, force will still be used. But before doing anything, Qingguo needs to be reasonable."
He said calmly: "The reason why I chose you to speak for His Majesty is very simple, because you are a scholar."
Fan Xian finally said: "I am not a simple scholar, but I know what a real scholar should look like, such as your teacher, Mr. Zhuang Mohan—a scholar has bones, and I want to borrow your bones, sir. .”
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